There’s no power this world has to offer
No recognition this world has to give
That I would not trade for the arms of my Savior
This no ordinary man that carries us up our mountains
Never an orphan, never without Him
Looking back now I see where His light was
Ever before me, ever behind me
Looking back now I see where His light was
Where His light was
There’s no power this world has to offer
No recognition this world has to give
That I would not trade for the arms of my Savior
This no ordinary man that carried me up my mountain
Carried me up